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unconventional-lawnchair · 3 months ago

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Little Lupin {pt. 2}

James Potter x Lupin!Reader

Wc: 1995

Summary: Seven Minutes in heaven

Part 1 - Part 3

Seven minutes in heaven, a perfectly normal party game for a Halloween party.

The Gryffindor dorms were packed with students. Remus and Sirius had even gone out of their way to invite other students from different houses, having asked you not to come; which meant you were most definitely there.

And there you were.

The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as students mingled, dressed in costumes ranging from elaborate to ridiculous. James had opted for a classic- dressed as a dashing pirate, complete with a fake sword and an eye patch that kept slipping down over his eye, resulting in him just taping it over his glasses at one point. He was trying to act nonchalant, but his heart raced every time he caught sight of you, dressed as a simple ‘old magic’ witch. With a flowing black cloak and a pointed hat that somehow made you look even more picturesque.

So, when he was asked about playing the game, he figured it was the best way to get away from you. You wouldn't play, not from lack of trying, but Remus had been tailing you all day, nagging the fun out of everything you did.

Much to James’s dismay, Sirius suddenly dragged Remus off to the prefect dorms, the mummy and archaeologist effectively out for the night.

So, when Dorcas called you over, James felt a mix of dread and anxiety swirl in his stomach. He watched as you settled into the circle, hat framing your face like a halo, and all he could think about was how close you were to everyone else but him. When Marlene announced the rules, he couldn’t help but focus on the way your lips moved as you spoke, laughing at whatever ridiculous thing Peter had said.

“Alright, everyone! You know the rules! We’ll draw names, and whoever is picked will go into the closet for seven minutes!” Lily announced as she took off her own hat, extending it into the circle. Everyone tossed in their own names on a piece of paper and Lily instructed everyone to just pick one.

The first one to draw was Marlene, and the second she read Dorcas’s name aloud, you have a wolf whistle, making the dark skinned girl flush a rosy tint.

Marlene made a kissy face and Dorcas shoved her shoulder before standing up, walking over to the closet and shuffling in.

James watched as people continued to draw and snuck off, the lack of closets had people resorting to empty dorms.

When it was your turn to pick, his mouth grew dry, you read the paper and your usual smile doubled. Your eyes flicked to him and you turned the page around to dash his name at him.

A wave of heat rushed to James's face, and he felt as if he might burst into flames. The room erupted in a chorus of teasing laughter and wolf whistles, and he could only manage to blink at you in disbelief.

“Oh, look who it is! The pirate and the witch!” Diggory teased form across the room, his voice barely muffled over the music. “Get ready to set sail for seven minutes of magic!”

“Shove it, Amos!” You shouted over with your usual fire, before you stood up. Your smile playful and daring, and James could only watch as you approached him, the laughter around them fading into a muted buzz. His heart raced as you gestured for him to follow you.

“C’mon, pirate.” You teased, holding out your hand to tug on his sleeve as he barely kept up.

James felt a jolt shoot through him as your fingers brushed against his sleeve. He could hardly believe this was happening. Thoughts swirled in his head- what was he supposed to say? What if he made a fool of himself? What if this was for show? Bloody hell, what if Remus found out? But your infectious energy pulled him along, and before he knew it, he was standing in his dorm room.

He watched as you walked over to the bed that used to belong to Remus and sat down, smiling up at him.

James swallowed hard, trying to shake off the nerves that had settled in his stomach. “So… uh, seven minutes, huh?” He stammered, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he took a hesitant step closer. Cursing himself for making a fool of himself, he is usually so strong willed and charming, where had that all gone?

You giggled, and he remembered. Right. He couldn't even form a thought with you around. The laugh you gave was so light and airy, it sent a thrill coursing through him. Fuck it. “What’s the matter, Captain? Afraid of a little adventure?”

“Me? Afraid?” He scoffed, puffing out his chest playfully, but he could feel his cheeks heating up. “I’m a pirate! I fear nothing!” He struck a ridiculous pose, making you laugh.

He began to relax, having his first real conversation with you since the previous school year, before you both grew up.

Now, a bit more relaxed, he could truly take you in. You were looking at him but not in his eyes, your cheeks were rosey and your fingers fidgeted with the sheets under you. His expression softened and his smile returned. That charming sweet one you loved so much.

“You know.” He started as he walked over and sat down beside you. Making you shuffle a bit. “Nothing has to happen. We could just.. talk, for seven- six minutes.”

“Talk?” You teased, turning to smirk at him. This time, your eyes met his and there was this pause. A moment where the air left your lungs and you could only admire his brown eyes. Both of you sat there for a moment, not noticing just how lost the other was. “What does an old witch and a pirate have to talk about?”

He gave a breathy chuckle and caught himself, slowly smiling. “Well, I have to say, you caught me there.”

You both shared a laugh, the tension slowly dissipating as you settled into the moment. James glanced around the room, half-expecting someone to burst in and interrupt, but for now, it was just you two in this bubble of quiet excitement.

“Well…” He leaned back slightly, “I could tell you about my grand adventures on the high seas.” He waved his arms dramatically, mimicking the sweeping movements of a pirate captain. “Fighting off mermaids, searching for treasure, and-”

“James.” You interrupted him, placing your hand on his arm to draw his attention. James thought he stopped breathing for a moment.

“Yeah?”

“I want to talk to James.” You pushed, slowly biting your lip. “So that it isn't weird… what I'm about to do.”

“What?” He whispered, James furrowed his brow in concern at your skittish behavior. Reaching out to take you hand, he didn't notice as you leaned forward until you kissed his cheek. He was visibly stunned, jaw dropping as you hesitated.

He stared at you for a good long moment and you grew more anxious. A million questions running through your mind at once, you just hoped he didn't absolute hate it- that he wasn't disgusted or appalled- maybe he still had a thing for Lily? Maybe you misread the room?

Before you could apologize, you watched him lean in. His lips brushed yours and his hand found the back of your neck to keep you close.

The kiss was soft and tentative, a gentle exploration that sent butterflies racing through your stomach. He leaned a bit deeper, his hand resting behind your back on the bed, as your hands found themselves gripping his shirt. Time seemed to stretch, every heartbeat echoing in your ears as you melted into the moment. James’s warmth wrapped around you, his gentle touches igniting a spark that you had long buried beneath layers of uncertainty.

When he pulled back, his eyes were wide, a mix of surprise and absolute adoration reflecting back at you. You hadn't seen this look before, you hadn't felt a kiss like this before, you hadn't met someone like James before- “Wow.” He breathed, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he was afraid to shatter the moment.

“Better then talking?” You whispered and he quickly nodded aggressively in the affirmative.

"Much better.” A grin spread across his face that made your heart flutter. His eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and disbelief, as if he couldn’t quite process what had just happened.

You both sat there, the atmosphere thick with newfound intimacy, the sounds of the party fading muffled by the door. Every second felt precious, and you could feel the weight of the world outside the room slipping away.

“James-”

Before she could finish her words, the door was busted open. You knew for certain it couldn't of been seven minutes, so when you turned and were greeted by Sirius, your heart dropped.

Quickly, you and James separated. He fixed his costume and you fixed your lip stick that now stained his lips.

“Fuck-” James hissed and watched as you hurried over to grab him cloth to wash his lip.

Sirius was slack jawed before you heard Remus’s voice from down the hall. You gave Sirius puppy dog eyes, begging him not to say a word.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he surveyed the scene. “Well, well, well! Looks like we’ve stumbled upon a secret rendezvous!” His voice was teasing, but there was a hint of mischief in his eyes.

“Shut it, Sirius!” James shot back, his cheeks flushed, the remnants of your kiss still lingering on his lips. He could feel the heat radiating from his face, and he quickly swiped at his mouth with the cloth you handed him, trying to wipe away the evidence of what had just happened.

You shot Sirius a glare, your heart pounding in your chest as you felt the embarrassment wash over you. You watched in slight horror as your brother slipped behind Sirius and looked at the scene with a glare.

“What are you two up to?” He pushed and before James could say anything, you quickly put on a face. Mastered from years of having to get away with things while your mom of a brother was looking over your shoulder.

“Just catching up! Haven't properly talked to James in a while.” You hummed and walked to the door in hope of hiding your flushed cheeks.

“What were you talking about?” Remus pushed and you gave a scoff.

“Oh Remus, you know Pirates and Witches don't care to talk to archaeologists.” You hummed and passed him in the hall.

“What? Since when?” He scoffed and you smirked up at him.

“Since now!” You quickly peaked back into the room and gave James a wave. “Bye Jamie!”

He gave you a bright grin, nodding off to you and watching as you scurried off, Remus following you.

Leaving just Sirius and James sitting there.

Sirius leaned against the doorframe, a mischievous grin plastered across his face. “You know, I never thought I’d see the day when James Potter would get himself locked away with a girl, and then she'd let him kiss her! And it wasn't Lily Evans! Fancy that!”

James groaned, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “Shut it, Sirius. It was just a game. We were just having fun!”

“Fun? Is that what you call it?” Sirius laughed, stepping further into the room, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. “You looked like you were about to declare your undying love on the spot. Think you'll take her last name? James Fleamont Lupin has a nice ring to it.”

James rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t help the smile creeping onto his face. “It was just a kiss.”

“A kiss… yeah.” He laughed and gestured to his own face. “James?”

“What?”

“You have lipstick on your teeth.”

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pepperyduck · 3 months ago

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“matte black” with toji fushiguro

word count: 1.4k

warnings: nsfw, ghostface! toji, roleplay, dubcon (it's planned out beforehand), gunplay, like lots of gunplay, knifeplay + cutting off clothes, unprotected p in v, backshots, a little crying, toji tries to scare you but it doesn't work out how he thinks. (18+ mdni!)

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“i mean, really, who makes you work late on halloween?”

your complaints to your friend are barely heard, as she’s busy on the other line doing something with her boyfriend. but really, who makes you work late on halloween? okay, yeah, you’re an adult, but everyone with kids at your job got to go home at a reasonable time, so why were you just now getting home at nearly midnight?

and as you still ramble on about your shitty job, something lurks around your apartment. maybe it was all the halloween decorations you saw, or the feeling of the night itself, but you can’t seem to shake the feeling of something being around you.

that’s why you called your friend in the first place, though you were too scared to admit it..

“hang up the phone.”

the voice that speaks to you is right in your ear, yet you feel no one around you. it’s dark, raspy, scary. probably anyone’s worst nightmare on the night of halloween.

“hang up.”

you freeze in terror, even more so when you come to the realization of the cold barrel pressed against your temple. the friend that had been forgotten on the other end of the line hangs up when you don’t reply to her statement. and you think, just for a second, you are absolutely fucked.

“please don’t—,” you try to plead, and a hand comes over your mouth. cool leather presses against your face, whoever’s hand this is has to be absolutely huge.

“no talking, i’ll tape your mouth shut.” he threatens, his tone dangerous and intimidating.

but also, weirdly hot. there’s a fever coming over your body and a mix of feelings, and you aren’t sure if you’re more scared or turned on. you close your eyes and nod your head, a single tear rolling down your cheek to meet his glove. keeping your mouth covered, the man wraps his free arm around you, dragging you away to your couch. he throws you down, allowing himself to come into your view.

your suspicions are correct, he is big, a huge frame of nothing but muscles. your eyes trail up, seeing his baggy black pants, and the black short sleeve shirt encasing his broad shoulders. and, like any of those scary movies you watched, a ghostface mask sits atop his build, matte black eyes and mouth staring into the depths of your very being.

but even as frightened as you may be, you know exactly who’s below that scary costume, especially with that infamous gun tucked sloppily into the front pocket of his pants. but you decide to play along for now. your wet eyelashes flutter as you look into the empty eyes of the mask, coyly egging toji on to continue his terrifying persona.

“strip.” toji commands, grabbing the pistol out of his pocket and showing off the shiny metal. (it’s the same one you gifted him for your one year anniversary, with his initials engraved on the side and a cool design, but you ignore it.)

“but—,”

“i said, strip.” and once again, the cool steel makes contact with you, right in the middle of your forehead. he’s all too quick with his movements.

your somewhat trembling fingers make way to the top button of your blouse, hastily and frantically trying to unbutton your shirt. unfortunately, you take too long for toji’s liking, and unfortunately, he just has to pull out the shiny knife he had kept in his boot, adorned with a matte black handle. toji urges you back with the tip of the gun, and your back lands against the soft cushions of your couch, the knife is already ripping through the thin fabric of your shirt, cutting through the thin piece that held the cups of your bra together. your arms flail up in an attempt to cover yourself.

“aht, don’t move.”

the muzzle presses up against your chin, facing you away from him and from your body. thickly swallowing, you stare up at the ceiling and allow toji to do what he wanted to. when you look down, the mask is cut off by the round of your cheek, but toji’s obviously focused elsewhere as he saws through the denim material of your jeans.

“toji! these are—!” you try to get him to have some decency and unbutton your pants, but the muzzle only presses harder. it shuts you up, and the remaining parts of your jeans are shredded off, piece by piece, agonizingly slow. next to come off is your panties, a sharp riiip shooting through the air as the cold blade tears the cotton. the surrounding coolness of your home hits your sopping cunt. beneath the mask, toji grins.

“nasty girl,” toji spits, “you’re really getting’ off on this, huh?” the muzzle presses against your chin harder for only a second, before toji contorts you into his liking. he rips the gun away and flips your body over, bending you over the arm of the couch. you smile to yourself in the compromised position, at toji’s mercy, just how the both of you liked.

toji unbuckles the belt threaded through the loops on his cargos, removing it in one tug and throwing it somewhere on the floor. ears perking up at the clatter, you lift your head to try and look back at toji, and the mask stares coldly at you in return. there’s no emotion in a mask. he tugs the thick fabric of his pants down and his boxers at the same time, allowing his fully hardened cock to spring free of it’s confines. thick fingers prod against your entrance, sliding around in your slickened folds to halfway prep you for toji’s cock.

toji’s soft, rounded tip kisses your awaiting opening, barely teasing the weeping hole that was so ready for him. he slides in with ease, burying himself until his pubic hairs scratched the skin of your ass. unrelenting. you lewdly moan out, filling the once silent air with the sounds of your pleasure. it’s getting too hot too quick—toji notices how into all this you seem, even through the dark eyeholes of the mask. though his vision is blocked off halfway, he sees you fucking back into his slow pace, the wet sloshing of your cunt bringing utmost satisfaction to toji. and he stills. he gets an idea.

“fuck me, baby,” toji commands, dark and rough.

“toji,” you whine, doing the bare minimum to move yourself back onto him.

“like you want it,” his voice gets meaner, and he rips the mask off his face to get a better view. toji’s hand wraps around your hair just enough to force your head up, “c’mon, now.”

you grumble to yourself in dissatisfaction, but do as he says, moving your hips back to force his length back inside you. it stretches past each gummy ring, poking at your g-spot effortlessly. you hated him for how easily he made you feel like this, horny and so pleasured, as if his ego needed any more boosting.

toji rips the mask off his face, displeased with his limited viewing area. and boy does that stupid grin get ridiculously wider when you begin to slap your ass against him faster, holding yourself up with the help of his hand holding your hair. his cock splits you open, each inch going in and out becoming increasingly overwhelming. your mind is blank, only filled with the noises of your own pleasure and the big, strong, scary man fucking you.

“yeahhh,” he drawls, grunting as you force yourself back on him harder, “c’mere, babe.”

you try to lift yourself up for him more, yet your body falls limp when toji begins hammering into you without remorse. so, of course, he takes it upon himself to wrap an arm around your shoulders and lift you up, pressing your back into his chest. your body bounces in tune with his thrusts, arms switching between flailing around and grasping for toji. his other free hand wraps around your jaw to turn your head, his rough lips sloppily meeting yours.

even through all this, toji always finds a way to show you intimacy.

but really, he’s just found a few more of your weaknesses he’s going to exploit until you can’t take it anymore. a little fucked up of him, yeah, but toji knows you can take it. especially with the way your body melts into him so naturally, putting yourself at his disposal.

“don’t get tired now, doll,” he groans against your ear,

“we’re just gettin’ started.”

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wynnyfryd · 1 year ago

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Trailer park Steve AU part 19

part 1 | part 18 | ao3

November

As annoyed as Steve is to admit it, Dustin’s plan actually works.

(And he is annoyed, for the record. That little shithead should be glad he’s still grounded because Steve’s sorely tempted to invite him over just to give him a wedgie.)

Somewhere in the weeks following The Abduction Incident, he and Eddie become friends. Like, real ones. Friends who talk and laugh and shoot the shit in passing, who trade movies and mix tapes and ask each other if they saw the latest headlines in the morning paper.

They haven’t really had much chance to properly hang out, but Steve sees him most mornings, because he promised Wayne to keep making sure Eddie doesn’t sleep in on school days, and sometimes when they’re both around in the afternoons they’ll have a couple beers together, share a cigarette on the lumpy loveseat on the front porch of Eddie’s place.

And Eddie’s…

Eddie’s funny. Oddly charming. Theatrical and weird. Steve already knew that last part, but it’s so much better when it’s not being used as an offensive weapon against him. He likes being in on Eddie’s jokes.

Just plain likes Eddie, if he’s honest.

“Steve?”

Which should be crazy. It is crazy; if someone had told him a couple years ago that he’d be spending his free time with The Freak — that he would regret missing the guy’s Halloween show because of a Family Video shift, or that he would spend a week working up the courage to ask him if he wants to ride to school with Robin and him in the mornings? He probably would have kicked their ass for the mere suggestion.

But now he’s half-orphaned trailer trash who knows that monsters exist, so. Eh.

“Steve! Hello? Earth to Steve.”

Steve blinks, focuses on the fingers Robin’s snapping in front of his face. “Huh?” he asks dumbly.

He expects her to roll her eyes and pretend to chastise him with some butchered version of his name— ‘Steven Cardamom Harrington, were you daydreaming again?’ — but she just snaps her fingers again and begs, “A little help here? Please?” Her eyes are wide, her shoulder scrunched up to her ears with stress, and Steve realizes that:

a) he’s been staring blankly at a cart of go-backs for ten minutes instead of actually doing his job, and

b) the store is suddenly packed.

Friday night, and the rain that’s been hanging over Hawkins all week finally let up, so now everyone and their mother is apparently out running errands.

He moves to man the front desk because the line is almost out the door, and Robin buzzes around the room like a shaken can of pure panic, her bangs sticking to her forehead as she zooms up and down aisles with the restock cart. She keeps making crazy eyes at parents when they stop her to ask about new releases or the age-appropriateness of films, because the parents are distracting her from intercepting their little gremlin children, who keep putting movies on the wrong shelves on purpose just to piss her off.

“Dumbo! Does not go! In the horror section!” Steve hears her bark at a group of third graders, and he has to crouch down behind the counter for a second so she doesn’t see him laughing when she follows that up with a strangled, “Ugh!!!”

Okay.

Entertaining as this is, he’s not getting chewed out by Keith again for missing quotas because Robin blew a gasket and scared off all the customers.

“Hey, Rob?” he calls out to her as he hands a woman her change.

“What?”

“Go take a smoke break?”

He knows she doesn’t smoke. He also knows that sometimes rushes like this get to be too much for her — the noise, the lights, the chaos of a crowd (“the mouth sounds, Steve; good god, the mouth sounds”) — and she needs a minute or twelve to go stand outside in the cool air, flap her hands around and scream behind a dumpster or whatever until she calms down.

Her eyes flash at the suggestion like she’s about to snap at him, but then she takes a deep breath and marches herself out the back door without another word.

With Robin cleared out, the crowd thins out pretty quickly. Steve gets the line taken care of at a speed he’s definitely not getting paid enough to maintain, and the kids get bored of playing ‘rearrange the inventory’ and wander off to the arcade.

It’s sort of soothing, the mindless flow of it: scan, click, click, make change, “thanks for choosing Family Video,” print receipt, repeat. His mind wanders again as he works, but it doesn’t sink into its usual sludge of despair; doesn’t wail ‘house bills mom pills stress fuck-fuck’ like a tornado siren in his head until he gives himself a migraine.

No, he’s thinking about denim. About cigarette smoke.

Crooked smile; Chiclet teeth.

Patches and pins with strange names and stranger artwork.

And then he’s thinking about how this is the second time tonight he’s started daydreaming about Eddie and wills himself to knock it off.

What? The guy’s friendly with him a handful of times, and suddenly he’s, like, obsessed with him?

He’s not.

He's just… pleasantly distracted by him; that's all.

“Thanks for choosing Family Video,” he tells the last customers as he hands them their receipt. The second they turn to leave, he slumps over the counter with his head pillowed on his arms, a wave of exhaustion hitting him because holy shit that was so many people and thank god the store’s finally empty.

The bell over the door dings.

Goddammit.

Steve lifts his head, reminds himself not to scowl at paying customers because he really needs this job, but then—

“Eddie! Hey!”

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part 20

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tfc2211 · 1 year ago

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Play ▶ Halloween Mix #11 🎃👻

(intro: Oscar Brand and His Young Friends) All Night Long — Peter Murphy Tombstone — Suzanne Vega Dance of the Freaks — The Raindogs with Iggy Pop Cemetery Stomp — The Essex Too Many Creeps — Bush Tetras Vampire Beavers — Joe Hall and the Continental Drift Nightmare — Artie Shaw and His Orchestra I’d Rather Be the Devil — John Martyn (montage: The Slithery-Dee — Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark) (montage: Orson Welles” The War of the Worlds”) Mars Needs Guitars — The Hoodoo Gurus Every Day Is Halloween — Ministry I Walked With a Zombie — Roky Erickson and the Aliens Frankenstein (Orig.) — The New York Dolls (public service announcement from the greater Night Vale medical community) Cemeteries of London — Coldplay Welcome To My Nightmare — Alice Cooper Wicked Annabella — The Kinks (montage: William Conrad,” The Ghost’s Song”) The Ghost of Stephen Foster — The Squirrel Nut Zippers The Shadow Knows — The Coasters (montage: The Witchmaker radio spot) Black Sabbath — Black Sabbath (montage: Count Floyd)

#Halloween Mix Tape #Halloween Music

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rain-day-today · 8 months ago

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One thing that really rots my brain is the idea of the guild during the og baby fairytail members time and the domesticity of it. Cause like no way was gramps letting a bunch of super powered ( and incredibly destructive) 7-14year olds out of his sight.

Just imagine:

Little Natsu and emo teen Laxus having breakfast while very quietly whispering about their respective hoards collections of cat theme things ( I KNOW LAXUS IS A SECRET CAT LOVER I JUST KNOW IT)

Tiny Gray having an emo phase. Mira (a punk 14 year old) helping him out (after teasing him of course). The two spending many hours and lots of jewel to find and look through dozens of fashion magazines. Eventually falling asleep sprawled on the floor in a nest of semi-laminated paper.

Tween Lissana and levy giggling over the kissy scenes in books and Erza overhearing them. Spitting out her cake into Laxus’s face which makes them burst out into full on cackling.

Little Cana teaching natsu to make card pyramids for 3 hours and when he finally gets it, Elfman knocks it over. Every one thinks Natsu is going to punch someone, but he doesn’t, instead he starts full on bawling. Nobody knows what to do. Little Natsu cannot be comforted. Levy shuts him up by shoving candy into his mouth while cana really quickly rebuilds the pyramid.

Erza and Mira having a dance off on some of the tables ( mira breaks 3 of them in half with her stomping, Erza somehow stabs one). This is how everyone finds out to never take either of them to parties cause they dance like the deaf baby of giraffes and a buffalo.

Gray and climbing a tree to the very top and forgetting that he doesn’t know how to get down? He stays there till the next morning and seethes for the next week cause LISSANA had to carry him down.

Natsu following Gray around like a lost puppy his first week cause “he’s friend sized” and what else was he supposed to do? He knows nothing! Dudes not even from this time period. At least if he follows loud stripper he knows he wont get run over by a car. Gray not noticing or caring that he is being followed cause little guy has his own problems to deal with and “as long as he doesn’t take my food or breath on me.”

Cana having a plague doctor mask that elfman bought for her 13th birthday. She wears it to scare the shit out of everyone at the sleepovers.

Weekly “sleepovers” in the guildhall because it’s easier to do gramps weekly count of them when they are all lined up in their my little pony sleeping bags (yes this includes laxus and mira)

When Romeo is born they have a guild wide contest on whose name he says first (the answer is his own cause the little dude is a true fairytail wizard)

Levy managing to give everyone a heart attack after casually admitting that she hasn’t slept or ate anything but crackers and coffee cause she was trying to teach herself the equivalent of ancient greek.

Laxus and gray not knowing how to hold a baby (romeo)

Natsu “teething” on Erza. Everyone stares in shock cause there’s just Erza sitting there stone faced in full armor while Natsu chops down on her arm like he has rabies. ( he still bites her even when they’re older if he’s really stressed)

Everyone having a default crush on laxus or Mira

The guild kids try to make homemade shaved ice with grays ice and end up covering the entire town with really weird ice sculptures

Mira scaring the shit out of kids with her demon souls during Halloween

Someone stealing Mira or Natsu’s food and ending up with a burn on their tounge followed by natsu trying to “kiss it better”

Levy dozing off on the rafters and falling down onto poor elfman

Spin the bottle but instead of kissing you fight (grays idea)

Laxus has a spray bottle filled with water mixed with really bad smelling cologne that he uses to spray people when they’re bad, like cats.

No one in the guild knew how to swim until they turned 16 Lissana still can’t swim.

Its really really common to see elfman or gray duck-taped to the wall (its levy who does it)

Dont fall asleep around teen Mira she will draw titties on your face. (Where do you think natsu got it from?)

They all took a living 101 class when lissana was 13. It failed miserably. Laxus ended up being the grandfather to 6 rats and 3 hamsters

Laxus takes Lissana and Elfman out for brunch once a month because it pisses mira off to no end.

Levy, Lissana, and Laxus accidentally forming an L name club and plan their “meetings” within earshot of Mira and Erza to make them jealous.

“We should get cookies!”-levy

“And ice cream!”- lissana

“(Super smug face) im craving strawberry cake.”-laxus

*sounds of Erza bursting into flames of jealousy*

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ipostwhatiwant1202 · 4 months ago

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TMNT Individual Headcanons:

Leo:

• he's a stress eater and his favorite comfort food is the ben and jerry's strawberry cheesecake ice cream

• never lets anyone share a drink with him but will offer a bite of his food

• his nose is very sensitive so he can only handle certain smells

• hates axe body spray with a passion, he's an old spice kind of guy

• least likely to swear but when he does swear it's the most creative

• the only one who likes oatmeal raisin cookies

• his favorite candy is a toss up between kit kats and jolly ranchers

• doesn't drink too often but when he does he makes the best margaritas

• he definitely mixes all the slushie flavors together and will deny it until he dies

• is highly allergic to cats but he will always pets the strays despite this

• he laughs with his entire body and if he's laughing really hard he'll double over/fall over

• huge fan of dad jokes and really ridiculous puns

• if something ridiculous happens, he always looks at raph and they just look at eachother like 😐

• him and mikey enjoy watching horror movies together during halloween

• him and donnie seem to be the only two that can be trusted alone together in one place

Raph:

• he's a huge fan of disney movies and his favorite is beauty and the beast

• guilty of taking up all the hot water when he showers

• he either sleeps like the dead or really lightly, no inbetween

• mikey is the only one who's able to calm him down

• he prefers the smell of men's dove deodorant over any others

• he can cook certain foods but he's the only one who can grill like it's no one's business

• he has a stuffed animal he sleeps with when anxious but he'll take that to the grave

• he has the world's worst allergies and it lasts for months

• him and leo sometimes fall asleep on top of eachother during movies

• he has to brush his teeth twice a day, sometimes three depending on what he's eaten

• him and donnie have really messed up and twisted shared sense of humor

• he's team taylor over team kanye cause he hates kanye

• very good at fixing miscellaneous shit around the lair without just using duct tape

• he showers twice a day cause he's scared to smell bad

• swears a normal amount but shit is his favorite

Donnie:

• swears more than any of the others thought of swearing

• listens to the most filthy, raunchiest music but looks away during sex scenes in movies

• the clumsiest individual but has the quickest reflexes

• his sleep schedule is messed up but if he does sleep he starts out in a ball

• no one talk to him when he first wakes up for your own safety

• he runs most of his invention ideas by mikey for creative reasons and to let mikey decorate said inventions

• he can hold his breath for a ridiculously long amount of time

• unbothered to the point it's questionable if he's paying attention to anything

• likes doing patrol with leo the best because leo actually listens to him

• he loves squishmallows

• raph is the only one who's ever seen him really breakdown and cry

• hates pickles to the point he sometimes gags thinking about them

• he keeps up on all the political trends so he can argue with people online for fun

• guilty of forgetting to shower/brush his teeth when he's hyper focused

• he can't sleep without some type of white noise

Mikey:

• he cries about literally everything no matter how happy or sad it is

• loves taki's and regrets eating them cause he can't handle spicy food

• has adopted all the stray cats in the alleyways and they all have names

• him and raph share a bed when mikey has a bad nightmare

• stress bakes like it's a full time job and rent is due

• swears a normal amount but hardly ever uses the word fuck

• he's the best decorator and has decorated most if not all of the lair

• him and donnie watch reality tv together and their favorite is dance moms

• he's chronically on tik tok and knows numerous tik tok dances

• he loves food but has the most sensitive stomach and doesn't care

• he can't sleep without a night light

• leo reminds mikey to shower and they brush their teeth together so mikey remembers to brush

• he lives for the commercial jingles and his favorite is stanley steamer

• he hates mouth noises when people are chewing but can watch pimple popping videos while he eats

• he's fascinated with hair so he watches hair tutorials to unwind at night

#tmnt ask blog #ask blog #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt donatello #tmnt leonardo #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt raphael #tmnt 2003 #tmnt headcanons

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rabesbabe · 7 months ago

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Silver Soul

Jackie Taylor x Fem!Reader

part one part two part three ➴

Summary: You try to figure out why Jackie is so upset with you and end up surprised at the truth.

A/N: Hii thank you for the love on this series! This is gonna be the last part I hope you guys enjoy! Sorry for that this is little bit shorter than the other parts

Equations were the last thing on your mind as you sat in Math class. It was the Monday after the Halloween party and you finally had to face Jackie. You had tried to call her over the weekend but never got a reply.

Shauna and Jackie sat two rows in front of you in math class. You would talk to her in there but Jackie had been avoiding you all day. When you did try to talk to her, she’d make up some excuse and say she had to go do something.

The only other idea you could think of to figure out why Jackie was so upset with you was to ask the one person beside her that had to know.

At the end of class, Jackie practically ran out when the bell rang leaving Shauna behind. You stopped Shauna on her way out the door.

“Hey, Shauna. Can I talk to you?” You ask, starting to walk through the halls with her.

The look on her face let you know she knew why you wanted to talk to her. “Look I know Jackies been avoiding you and stuff and that sucks. But, she has a good reason to. You really upset her you know.” Shauna replied.

You look down at the ground feeling guilty. “I just don’t get what I did though? Everything was fine and then she stormed off on me at the party.” You say.

Shauna adjusts her backpack and sighs while looking at you with her doe like eyes. “You really need to pay attention more,” She says almost laughing at you. “Jackie talks my ear off about you constantly Y/N. She really likes you and she’s tried to give you signs but you’ve ignored basically every single one. And based off what she told me, what happened in the bathroom was just her final straw I guess.”

Your eyes colored with realization at Shauna’s words. Jackie really did like you. You had been so oblivious. You were going to make it up to her. “Thanks Shauna,” You say practically running to your locker. You needed to do something big. You needed to show Jackie how much you really cared for her and you had just the idea.

-⚽️-

You skipped the rest of the school day so that you could make it back by the time soccer practice was over. You went to over 3 stores just to get everything you’d need to surprise her. You had flowers, a handmade sign, and a mix tape with all the songs you guys had listened to together in your car.

You had asked Taissa to make sure that Jackie stayed a little later after practice.

Even after what Shauna had told you today, you were still doubtful about how Jackie felt for you. You knew it was stupid but you couldn’t help but be nervous about your plan. What if she rejected you?

You put your doubts aside and waited in the parking lot for practice to end. After a few minutes you noticed Taissa and Nat walking up to your car.

“Hey lover girl,” Nat says in reference to your plan.

“She’s over there by the bleachers, it’s now or never Y/N.” Taissa says smiling at you hopefully.

You get out the car and grab the sign and all the gifts.

“Goodluck!” Nat says while you walk over to the bleachers.

While making your way to the bleachers you could’ve sworn your heart was gonna shoot out your chest. Your hands were shaking so much you could barely hold the sign you’d made.

You cringed a little at your sign which seemed so clever when you’d first made it. The sign said, “Smash my heart like a pumpkin or be my girlfriend?” You hoped Jackie would get the reference to the Smashing pumpkins since you knew she liked them.

You look up from the sign and saw Jackie sitting on the bleachers. She hadn’t noticed you yet but you knew she would soon. You stood at the bottom of the bleachers.

“Jackie!” You called out hoping to get her attention. She looked over at you and rolled her eyes.

“Are you kidding me,” She says. “Take a fucking hint Y/N!” She starts to get up but you run up the bleachers to her.

“Wait, Jackie, please. I’ve been an idiot i’m sorry.” You say wholeheartedly.

She turns to look at you her face still looking angry but her eyes displaying hopefulness.

You continue to talk, “I shouldn’t have ignored all the signs, I just thought it was impossible that you’d like…me.”

“Why would you think that?” She asks sitting back down. You sit next to her and look at your feet to avoid her staring gaze.

“You’re sweet, beautiful, and I literally can’t get you off my mind.” She admits.

You look up at her and smile, shocked at her words. “You kinda ruined my surprise you know.”

You hand her the poster and gifts and she laughs. “Oh my god this is so corny.”

Your cheeks flush at her words and you laugh, “Is that a yes?” You ask looking into her eyes.

She moves one hand to your waist and the other to the side of your face. She closes the gap between you, and presses your lips together. Her lips tasted like the strawberry lipgloss you always saw her apply. Your mind was full of Jackie in that moment and you both only broke apart when you heard Natalie Whistle a cat call in your guys direction.

You look down the bleachers to see Natalie and Taissa clapping at you and Jackie. You and Jackie’s faces were red as beats as you both rolled your eyes at their antics.

You flip them both off and kiss Jackie again, not caring that they were watching.

When you finally pull apart Jackie giggles at you. Her cheeks had to hurt from how hard she was smiling.

“Cmon, I’ll drive you home and we can get coffee or something.” You say offering her your hand while getting up.

She gets up quickly happily complying.

-⚽️-

You and Jackie had been dating for two months now. Since things were still fresh you thought it’d be good to make sure she didn’t feel pressured to tell everyone. You knew it was a big change for her and you wanted her to feel supported.

You sat on Jackie’s bed watching her get ready for you guys date in a few minutes. “This shirt and this skirt or,” She spins around to grab a dress off her vanity, “This dress?”

You shrug, “You’ll look beautiful in both of them so either one is good.” You were trying to listen to her but your mind was occupied with what you wanted to talk to her about.

She gives you a quick peck,”Very cute but…you’re not helping me.” She focuses her attention back on her outfit and seems to choose the dress.

“You know we don’t have to go to the movies or anything. We might see people from school there.” You say fidgeting with the hem of your dress.

“So?” Jackie says confused, you look at her and make a face. “I just don’t want you to feel like I’m pressuring you to tell everyone, you know?”

She sits down by you on her bed. “I don’t care who knows Y/N,” She explains, “I want people to know we’re together.”

You grab her hand and smile. “Are you sure? I’m okay if you want to keep things quiet for a while, I promise.”

“No matter how hard or scary it is, it’s worth it to be with you and not have to hide anything.” She says her hazel eyes looking into yours.

You smile at her and wrap your arms around her.

You both spent the rest of the day together watching “Scream”, Having dinner and, walking around town. You couldn’t be happier. Your relationship with her was unexpected but one of the best things to happen to you.

#jackie taylor x you #jackie taylor x reader #jackie taylor imagine #jackie taylor x shauna #jackie x nat #jackieshauna #yellowjackets x you #yellowjackets #ella purnell #fallout #wlw ship #natalie scatorccio x reader #lottie matthews #lottie mathews x reader #lottie x natalie

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